Ok, so there's this guy in Poznan, and he's seated on a stool at the optometrist's office, taking an eye exam.
The physician asks him to read the board with the shuffled letters.
"Can you read what is written in the sixth line?"
And the guy answers, "Of course I can! And I know this guy also! He’s a close friend!"
And with that, I'll say "See you later!" Today I'm off to London, where people spell "glamour" and "colour" with that silly extra "u".
Ta ta! We'll chat anon.